Date: Fri, 18 May 2007 11:59:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: Dan R
Subject: Me & Justin 16
Walking into school I had a knot in my stomach. I knew everybody would be
saying how sorry they were and stuff like that. I knew they would mean
well, but it would be nice to not have to go through that. But it was
inevitable.
When I made it inside, I saw in the cafeteria a big picture of Sean with
the words In Loving Memory underneath it. I looked at it for awhile and
decided that was a nice thing to do. I went searching for my new locker
and found it. There were a bunch of people milling around, I didn't really
recognize any of my new locker neighbors. The guy next to me was a senior
and he smelled like an ashtray, but he seemed nice enuf. Gave me a "What
up" when I got to my locker.
I pulled out my schedule and my first class of the day, and homeroom, was
as far away from my locker as humanly possible. It was Law I. I heard the
teacher was pretty cool, so I was kindoff looking forward to it. Plus Law
always interested me. I hurried off to class hoping nobody would bother
me. I got into class and sat down. Our school didn't have individual
desks. We had tables that sat two kids each together. I'm sure there was
a meaning behind this. On these tables were little cards with all of our
names on them. Sounds pretty childish, but that is high school for ya. I
found my seat and noticed the name next to mine was Rusty. Never heard of
him. I was watching everybody stream in. Mostly sophomores and freshmen
because I should have taken this class last year because you have to take
Law 2 as well.
Watching the people, I saw a young guy walk in and I almost gasped. He was
short, like 5'2", with curly red hair. Drop dead gorgeous. "please be
Rusty, please be Rusty, please be Rusty..." I kept saying in my head. He
came over to the table and read the card and sat down next to me. Sweet I
thought. This guy rocks!
"Hey man, I'm Brian. I take it you are the world famous Rusty!" I said
pretty excitedly, and sounding very lame.
"Hi. Your Brian. I know from watching hockey." He said back. We shook
hands and I felt a shock go through my body. He had super smooth hands. I
didn't want the handshake to end.
We talked for a couple minutes before class. He was a freshman. He seemed
really nervous, but I remember being a freshman on my first day of high
school too. I asked what classes he had and he showed me his schedule and
I commented on the teachers that I knew and where the rooms were and stuff.
He seemed very interested in my vast knowledge on the layout of our high
school.
Class started and our attention was drawn to our teacher. She was a very
nice looking lady, probably around 45 or 50 I thought. She had been a
criminal attorney for years and decided to become a teacher until she
retired. I thought she was very honest and forthcoming. Most of the
teachers are very boring. But she had a presence about her that seemed to
demand attention, but not even ask for it. She read off the morning
announcements and encouraged us to get friendly with our tablemate because
each set of people at the tables would be considered a team of lawyers for
the whole class year. I looked at Rusty and smiled at him and he kindoff
blushed. I gave him a pat on the back and he relaxed. Then we went
through what we would be doing for the year in her class and all of the
normal first day stuff. The time seemed to fly by. This was going to be
by far my favorite class.
"Hey Rusty, what are you doing after school?" I asked
"Umm, I dunno. Probably just go home I guess." He said
"Do you want to go down to Dairy Queen? Me and a couple of my friends are
going down there to gossip about the first day. Why don't you come along?"
I was super excited about him. I think I talked a mile a minute.
"Yeah, I guess. I don't know how I will get there though. I take the
bus." He said.
"Don't worry. I got a car. Why don't you meet me in front of the school
by the statue and we will drive there together."
"Yeah. Ok. That sounds fun". He said. Finally loosening up a bit.
The rest of the day went fine. People that I knew came up to me with their
apologies. But I managed to get through it. I told Jeff and Ryan that
this new guy that I met was coming to DQ with us. They kindoff smirked and
said that Roger was coming too. We ate lunch together, a rubbery type of
high school pizza. Rancid stuff they made us eat.
We got to DQ after school. Me and Rusty drove together and he went through
how all of his classes went and what he thought of the teachers and all of
that. He was a chatter mouth. I guess when he is relaxed around somebody,
he didn't mind talking and talking. I thought it was cute. I kept looking
over at him and smiled and laughed.
"Hey guys, this is Rusty." I said to Jeff, Sean, and Roger.
They all got up and shook his hand and introduced themselves. Rusty once
again got very shy. God I loved that about him. We went up and got a cone
and sat back down. We sucked down the ice cream like savages and Rusty
went to the back to use the bathroom.
"A little young for you there Brian..." Jeff said sarcastically.
"Fuck you man. We haven't done anything together. We are in Law together
and are partners for the rest of the year." I shot back.
"Haha. You have your 'fuck me' eyes on every time you look at him. Make
sure you read him a bedtime story after you do him!" Ryan joked.
I just shook my head and laughed. "I like him Ok. Now lay off, I don't
even know if he is gay or anything. I just met him today. He is really
nice."
"Yah, but when you get set to have sex with somebody, christ, what is your
percentage? 100%" Roger said.
"Yep, you helped me keep my perfect record!" Hah. Burn.
Roger turned deep red. I went over and gave him a hug and a kiss on the
cheek.
We were outside and it was still hot out. I took off my shirt and as I was
doing so I saw Rusty coming back. I was standing up and Rusty's eyes were
as big as saucers. I was in very good shape after all of my training, but
he just stopped and stared at me.
"Hey Rus, do you wanna get going? I gotta get home and mow the lawn." I
said.
I drove him home. He lived kindoff far away from me. When we got to his
house, which was a nice house, not big or anything, kindoff like my house,
I stopped the car and we both got out. I gave him a hand shake and pulled
him close for a little hug. His body like fell into mine and it was a
really good hug.
"Brian, thanks so much for today. I was really scared when I saw that I
was sitting next to you. Shit, you are like the hockey guy and I'm a
little dweeb. I thought you were going to pick on me or something." He
said.
I couldn't believe he just said that. I never pick on anybody. We moved
away from our hug and I looked at him and smiled.
"Yah, I know man. Everybody thinks that hockey players are jerks, but we
aren't man. The guys on the team are the best people in the world. When
we have more time, I will tell you why. Ok?" I said.
"Yah, I see that now. I have been watching all of you guys play hockey for
a long time now. I just really liked hanging out with you guys today after
school." He said.
"Cool. Well, then I guess we are more than desk neighbors." I joked.
He laughed and went inside. I leaned on the hood of my car and watched him
walk away. What an ass I thought. Holy crap. I knew what I would be
thinking about tonight when I was jerking off!
When I got home, mom had dinner going. Fresh corn on the cob was my
highlight. I could eat 20 ears of corn. I just loved it. My mom knew it
was my favorite too. We went through my first day of school and I told
them about Law and Rusty and all of that.
The next couple of weeks flew by. Me and Rusty became friends in class and
outside of class. He was a young dude, but I liked being around him. We
had been assigned an assignment in law class to try and defend a killer.
It was pretty tough stuff, so I asked him if he wanted to spend the weekend
over at my house. He said he had to check with his folks, but they would
probably think it was ok.
As luck would have it, for me, my folks were going up to close up the cabin
for the year that weekend. I didn't tell that to Rusty because he would
probably tell his parents and cancel the whole thing.
I drove over and picked him up. He had all of his books in his backpack
and some cloths in another duffle bag. I got out of the car to meet his
parents who walked out with Rusty. I recognized his dad because I caddied
for him at the club over the summer a couple of times. He was a pretty
nice guy as I remembered.
We said our hello's and all of that. I asked Rusty's dad how his golf game
was and he told me in great detail how bad it was, blah blah blah. He was
very interested in our upcoming hockey season and I told him that we had a
bunch of great guys coming back this year and there would be no way we
would lose to Hill this year. He gave me a big smile and handshake,
satisfied that I was a good guy and that it would be ok for his son to
spend the weekend at my house.
We got to my house and I brought Rusty down to my bedroom. I only had the
double bed there and he had a weird look on his face. I showed him my
brothers room and told him that he could bunk up there because he was off
at college.
He got settled in my brothers room and then came over to mine with his law
book in his hands and said we better get started on our assignment.
"Fuck that man. It's Friday night. We have all weekend to work on that
stuff." I said. With that, I tackled him into my bed and we wrestled
around for a while. God he was so cute. I loved every second when our
skin touched each other. He was much younger than me, and not as athletic,
so I didn't try that hard. I just wanted to touch him and be together.
Finally, I let him pin me. I had a hard on and he was sitting on it, so he
for sure knew I had a stiffy. He looked down at me and smiled. Then he
grinded his butt on my dick even more.
This young dude was doing incredible things to me. I couldn't believe it.
I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him close to me. Our faces were inches
apart. I could feel his warm breath on my lips. I don't know where I got
the courage, but I pulled his face to mine and kissed him. With that, he
relaxed on top of me and he kissed me back. I could feel his hard dick
against mine. WOW I thought. He likes me too.
Holy crap I thought. This guy is only 13 or 14 and here I am kissing and
grinding with him.
"Rusty, stop man." I said almost out of breath. "Should we be doing this?
Man, you are two years younger than me and stuff. I don't want to rush
anything with you Rusty."
He just leaned down and took off my cloths. "Brian, I have wanted to do
this since I watched you play hockey in the 8th grade. If you had any idea
on how many times I jerked off thinking about you... Then when I found
myself sitting next to you in Law, man, I was in heaven. All of my dreams
came true when I found out that you were a nice guy."
I blushed and brought his face close to mine. "Rusty, I am just a normal
guy. I can play hockey good, but besides that, I am just like you."
We kissed after that and he took off my shirt and licked almost all of my
belly and chest. This was one horny young dude I thought. I took off his
shirt too. His body was so smooth. Not really muscled or anything like
that, just smooth. He moved his now bare body onto mine and we kissed some
more. Rubbing our chest and covered dicks together.
I had to see, so I turned him over on his back. I went down on him and
took off his belt and unbuttoned his fly and unzipped him and pulled them
off. I was left with a pair of fruits with a very hard dick and very large
wet spot looking at me. I looked up at Rusty for approval and I pulled
down his undies. What I saw was a beautiful dick. Only like 4" long, but
incredibly sexy. He had a small patch or red pubes above his dick and his
balls were totally hairless and smooth.
I went down on him in an instant. I sucked and sucked and sucked. Holy
crap, this was such a great dick to suck. His little body was flailing all
over the bed. After several minutes of this, he couldn't control himself
and he let loose. I didn't move my mouth from his small dick and I was
rewarded with several shots of his cum. Oh my god I thought. I ran my
hands up and down his body with his dick still in my mouth stopping to rub
his incredibly smooth patch of pubes.
"Did you like it?" I asked with a smile on my face.
He leaned forward and gave me a kiss and pushed me down on my back and
started to work on my throbbing dick. He took the head into his small
mouth and kissed my dick head. I could see the precum just oozing. Then
he gulped it up and was licking my shaft and balls. Then he managed to get
my hole dick in my mouth. I was running my hands through is beautiful red
hair and I couldn't hold it in anymore and I let loose in his mouth. I
kindoff surprised him I think because he jumped back a bit, then he went
right back on my dick and licked up all of the cum. Then he slid his
little body on top of mine and we were looking at each other in our eyes.
We had a nice kiss and I could feel his hard dick rubbing right above my
pubes. He kept grinding back and forth and in no time, he came again. He
kept rubbing his dick in his cum on my belly. It was very sexy.
"Oh Man Rusty, that was awesome."
The next weeks went by fast. I was really enjoying school, especially Law.
Rusty and I were very close. We considered ourselves boyfriends. I knew
that I would probably never have anybody like Sean again in my life, but I
liked being with Rusty. He was incredibly cute and he was a really nice
guy. Sometimes I felt like I was his big brother in a way, apart from the
sex. For some reason it seemed, he idolized me. I think he thought it was
cool to be the boyfriend of a hockey player or something. Whereas Sean
didn't give a crap about any of that, which I loved. But having a
boyfriend was better than not having one, plus, there really weren't that
many gay people in school that I knew of.
Finally the start of hockey season started. Jeff, Ryan and I still trained
and skated almost every day. It was easier now because the high school
rink had ice. Sometimes we were joined by some of the other players on the
team, but it was mostly just us. For all accounts, we were closer than
ever, but I think that we became more wise for the world over that past
summer. Kindoff like we all grew up really fast. They say that happens to
kids who go to war, I think that happened to us. We weren't the silly boys
that we were when we were younger. We were very serious about hockey. It
had more meaning to all of us now with Sean being dead. For me, it seemed
like I was playing the game for a bigger reason than to get into college or
whatever. For Jeff and Ryan, they told me years later that they were
playing that season for me. They didn't want to let me down, after all I
had been through.
We had our first practice. Coach did his usual hard first practice, trying
to rub people into the ground. Didn't work for us three that year. We
were in the best shapes of our lives and were hockey ready. We could have
had a practice for 12 hours and we wouldn't have been tired. I think it
pissed him off too, to the dismay of the other players, he kept trying to
do drills that would have made Herb Brooks proud. To no avail.
After practice, we were in the locker room changing up and Coach called me
into his office.
"Brian, your killing me man, you really are." he said
"Why's that coach? It's only the first practice. I haven't even gotten
into my first fight yet!" I replied smiling.
"No man, look at this." He pulled out a shoebox full of letters. I pulled
one of them out and they were asking the coach to try and help me
understand why going to their school was in my best interest. "Not only
that, I get calls all day from scouts and everything. Can you or your
folks contact these schools and tell them what your plans are?" He begged.
"No problem coach. I've already decided where I am going to verbally
commit to anyways." I told him about my meeting over the summer with the
icon of all coaches. He told me that would probably be a good decision,
but verbal commitments don't mean anything except to get everybody off his
back, and mine too. He also said something to me that I thought was weird
at the time, but made good sense later on. "Ya know Brian, you might want
to think about going to a smaller school. Sometimes that is the way to go.
You could be a big fish in a little pond there. Don't get me wrong, going
to a big school is great, but when you get there, you will have 10 other
people just like you there. You might get lost in the shuffle." he said.
"Thanks Coach. I'll keep that in mind." I went back out to take a shower
and perv on all the naked players in the showers. A hobby that never got
old in my mind.
Our early practices were fun. I solidified my position as #1 center with
Jeff still at #2. I had a great line that year. Had an experienced senior
on right wing, and a hot shot Sophomore on left wing. A good balance.
After our last practice, we had our normal pep talk meeting from the coach.
"Ok guys. You know the drill. Let's forget last year. We can win state
this year, but we have to work harder than everybody else. We have the
skill for sure, but we can't do dumb things on the ice and take games or
shifts off." He went on forever.
Then he told Ryan to come up and he gave him the A for assistant captain.
Then Jeff came up and got his A. I was kindoff expecting to be captain,
but it really does usually go to a senior.
"No boys, this guy that I am going to call up is going to be your captain
this year. He has gone through more in the past year than you will know.
Being a captain means more than being a leader on the ice. It means you
are the leader of your team off the ice too. Being a captain means you
know what is going on with everybody on your team and helping them through
things on the ice and off. Nobody knows this more than this years captain.
Brian, get your ass up here." He yelled.
Everybody was clapping or banging on lockers and it was really loud. I got
up and took my C. I started to tear up a bit, but that went away when I
turned to my team. Now it was My team.
"First off, thank you all for voting for me to be your captain. It means a
lot to me, it really does. Second. Frosh, Sophomores, and Juniors. We
play this season for the Seniors. They do not have a second chance at
winning this title. If you don't work hard enough, or try hard enough, you
have to explain yourselves to them. They deserve a title. WE deserve a
title. We have to Earn that title. Let's do it this year!" I yelled.
The place erupted again. Except I could see in the back was a guy that was
shaking his head. He was a senior wing. Made varsity this year for the
first time. His name was Tory. I ignored it, but everybody else seemed
pretty happy and rowdy.
After everybody was filing out of the locker room, I went to talk to coach.
He told me that I would be responsible for the conduct of the players and a
bunch of other stuff. "Ok Coach. I gotta get going. Party tonight to
kick off the season." He gave me a wink knowing that the whole team was
most likely to get hammered.
I walked back to my locker and locked it up and was walking out of school
when Tory approached me.
"Hey Tory." I said.
"Fuck you Brian. I didn't vote for you to be My captain." He said, very
angry.
"That's cool man. Are you going over to Brianna's tonight?" I asked.
"No way I would go there with you and all your fag friends. I know most of
the team is ok with having a Fag captain, but not me. I worked my ass off
to make Varsity for what, to find out we are being led by a fucking
faggot!?" He shouted.
Normally I would have gone off on him. He was bigger than me, but I could
handle myself, but I remembered what Coach said about being accountable as
the captain.
"Tory, listen man." I went to put my hand on his shoulder and he pushed it
away hard. "Ok, sorry about that. Listen, I didn't ask to be captain,
they voted me in. I can't do anything about that. If you have a problem
with me, that's cool man. We'll just keep our distance and stuff. But, if
you ever call me a fag again, you are done. Got it?" I said, very calm
actually.
"Ok Captain Fag. No problem faggy. I will make sure never to call you a
fag again." He yelled right in my face.
I smirked at him and walked away. `Where did this self control come from I
thought.' I turned around and looked at him while I was walking away and
he had a really evil glare coming my way. This guy didn't like me at all.
I decided to keep this between me and him. If I told Jeff or Ryan, the
whole team would kill him. We didn't need that. I could handle somebody
hating me because I was gay. No big deal. Or so I thought.
To be continued....
As always, any comments are appreciated.